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Two weeks ago, I came home, parked the car, and happened to look up. Wow! I had to take a picture of this sky properly, so it was done in the middle of the street. No worries, there was no car zipping by me. I was interested in the sky, however, not in my neighbors' cars. When I showed the picture to my teacher, Diane Tesler, she suggested that I should include the entire picture in my painting. She thought it would make a nice social documentary for the posterity--how ordinary suburban people lived in the early 21th century America. A nice composition, too. The sky is framed by trees on both sides of the canvas, you see?
The sky is the star of the painting; and the houses, cars, etc. are just a counterpoint to the Nature's wonder and beauty. As I keep harping on, you really don't have to go any particular place to come across a view worthy of a painter's brush. The early spring's bare trees have a beauty of their own, but in this case, they allowed me to see the glows in the sky through their delicate traceries. Because of a warm weather and plenty of spring rain, the leaves sprouted fast and furiously; by the end of the week, the neighborhood had become totally green! I am glad that I seized the day and took the picture.